Thursday, April 17, 2008

Brighton Rocks


Just got back from spending a few days at the seaside. Plenty of wandering around and lying back on the rocks, making peacock feathers of the sun whilst the kids skimmed stones across the breakers. Simple pleasures you tend to take for granted… The blue sky a rash of wings and war-cries… The pier a distant beatbox. Squinting into the universe of patterns, scattered around… imagining them blown up - all those geological birthmarks larger than life… made the crawl round the M25 worthwhile.

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